BLUE

The moment the door closed behind us, I turned to my brother, lifting an eyebrow in question. “What do we do now?”

“Make lunch for her.” He lifted his shoulders in a shrug. “What else do you have in mind?”

“Are we just letting things slide? Do you intend to pretend that everything is okay without doing anything?” I slammed my fist on the wall, growling at him. I knew my eyes must be golden, showing the emotions swirling in them.

Fred puffed out a breath, staring at me with ...